Swing the sword at the future female devil

Chapter 333 Yan Qiuxi and the Dao of Cause and Effect
Duan Huaige coughed lightly but did not answer, because he had already taken the greatest opportunity, the Karma Wheel, from the incomplete map of the Jiangshan Sheji Tu (Map of Mountains and Rivers) in Longhu Mountain, and even refined the mountain and river space inside into his own Jiangshan Tu.

Hmm? If this trend continues, and I refine all the internal spaces of the fragmented map into it, won't I become the holder of the complete Jiangshan Sheji Map?

Duan Huaige was surprised by his own idea. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The handover of the incomplete map should be done sooner rather than later. I think we should urge the military to do it, so that things don't get complicated and that the devil has a chance to make a comeback. Also, let everyone in the Celestial Master's Mansion get a good night's sleep sooner."

Master Zhang smiled and said, "It's alright. The military has its own considerations. The route and arrangements for the transport are carefully thought out. Besides, that demoness forced her way into the causal formation and gained nothing. She must be lurking outside Longhu Mountain now, watching us like a hawk. We don't need to worry about her attacking Longhu Mountain for the time being. After all, our Longhu Mountain's thousand-year-old formation is not to be underestimated."

Duan Huaige: ?

No, Master, are you really not afraid of setting up a flag?

He casually replied, "Old Celestial Master, you can't say that. Taiqing doesn't necessarily have to launch a direct assault on the formation to attack Longhu Mountain. There are many other ways to fight from the inside. Haven't you heard that fortresses are usually breached from the inside?"

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You two are setting up flags while simultaneously acting as prophets; you've got all the buffs maxed out!
To avoid further jinxing the situation, Master Zhang deliberately skipped the topic and asked, "Which family's incomplete map are you planning to get next?"

"Old Celestial Master, please don't make us sound like we're freeloaders," Duan Huaige said solemnly. "We're doing this for the greater good of the people! We're planning to go to Sichuan and Chongqing next. Do you know anyone from Mount Shu? Could you give us a heads-up?"

"Shushan?" A strange look appeared on the old celestial master's face. He shook his head and sighed, "I suggest you don't go to Shushan. It would be better to go to the Zen sect first."

"Zen Buddhism? Is that the Zen Buddhism that doesn't speak human language and can just point to the sky and the earth to fool people when they encounter questions they can't answer?" Yan Qiuxi immediately became interested upon hearing this: "I want to go! I've always had an affinity with Buddhism!"

My friends might want to think twice about going to Mount Shu, since it's the domain of sword cultivators; going there would just be asking for Qin Shuangjiang's wrath. As for Zen Buddhism, I'm a shoo-in! I have the most innate wisdom!

Upon hearing this, Miss Frost's expression changed, and she instinctively said, "You're not allowed to go!"

"Why! Why can't I go!"

Qin Shuangjiang: "."

She was speechless for a moment. After all, she couldn't possibly say that Yan Qiuxi would comprehend the supreme inheritance of the Dao of Cause and Effect in the Zen sect, and that he would rise from the ashes and sing songs of liberation, no longer the weakling she used to beat up.
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On the other side, at the altar in the forbidden area of ​​Longhu Mountain, a strange purple light suddenly flashed across the lightning patterns on the bronze giant sword. Zhang Zhiyao, with her hands behind her back and her high ponytail swaying, arrived in front of the altar.

“Uncle Yao Yao.”

The disciple guarding the formation bowed respectfully to Zhang Zhiyao, who then nodded smugly to the Taoist priest guarding the formation and said, "Thank you for your hard work. You didn't go to join the fun at the Longhu Mountain Luotian Grand Ceremony these past two days, did you..."

“The Celestial Master has ordered that we must not leave the forbidden area at will.” The Taoist nodded and said, “It’s all for Longhu Mountain, it’s nothing to worry about.” “Hey, what are you saying? Hard work is hard work, how can you force yourself to endure it?” Zhang Zhiyao said seriously, “When I become the Celestial Master in the future, I will definitely make this place so that no one needs to guard it! That way, we won’t have to work so hard to keep an eye on it.”

"Uncle Yao Yao, formations are all static; no formation can last forever," the Taoist said, somewhat amused and exasperated. In his eyes, the exquisitely beautiful little girl before him was a high-ranking but still childish little girl who constantly clamored to become a Celestial Master.

Becoming a Celestial Master isn't that easy. The position of Celestial Master at Longhu Mountain has always been passed down to men, not women. Unless all the younger generation dies out, you might still have a chance.

"Who said that? This Celestial Master is a genius, and I will definitely succeed in the future!" Zhang Zhiyao said, somewhat unconvinced, as he stood on tiptoe to reach the cinnabar pen on the edge of the altar.

"Uncle Yao, that one can't be moved..."

The Taoist priest was about to dissuade her, but froze the moment he saw those amber eyes—a dark purple vortex was forming deep within the girl's iris.

She is not Yao Yao Shi Shu!
The moment the cinnabar brush touched the bronze sword, the entire Longhu Mountain fell silent. The cicadas' chirping, the wind's whistling, and the distant chanting of Taoist boys all vanished, leaving only the fine lightning patterns on the sword's surface moving like a swarm of snakes come to life. Zhang Zhiyao licked his lips, and with a flourish of his brush, he actually wrote the thousand-year-old lightning rune in reverse.

"The Supreme Star, ever-changing." The childish voice suddenly transformed into a hoarse, overlapping female voice, startling the Taoist guarding the formation into staggering backward. The first drop of blood seeped from the girl's fingertip into the bronze sword, and the once clear sky instantly became clouded with leaden clouds.

The Ninefold Thunder Array hummed. Seventy-two ever-burning lamps exploded simultaneously, their glass shards coalescing into a deadly vortex in the gale. Zhang Zhiyao giggled as he leaped to the highest point of the altar, his hair whipped by the wind, revealing a faint purplish-black curse mark on the back of his neck.

This is a seed of demonic thought planted within the causal array!

"break!"

With this fierce shout, the lightning energy accumulated over thousands of years suddenly surged back. The golden lightning, upon touching the bronze sword, was tinged with an eerie purple light, like thousands of venomous snakes gnawing at the foundation of the great formation along the mountain's veins. The four vermilion characters "Dragon and Tiger Celestial Master" on the main peak cliff began to bleed, and the stone lions guarding the mountain gate were successively blasted into dust.

The group inside the Demon Subduing Hall were discussing whether Zen Buddhism or Mount Shu was better when they suddenly encountered a huge change. The ground trembled violently, and their expressions changed instantly. They rushed out.

As the Old Celestial Master and Duan Huaige rushed out of the Demon-Subduing Hall, they saw the final barrier of the mountain-protecting formation shatter into silver dust in the air. The blood-red figure hovered above the sword-offering platform, the divine lightning of the Nine Heavens condensing into flowing armor around her. Purple plasma dripped from her raised fingertips, instantly turning the grass and trees it touched into ghostly blue flames.

Duan Huaige: Holy crap! Dude, you really jumped to the prophet! Taiqing is coming? How did she manage to break the Longhu Mountain formation?

Oh, so it was the body of the wicked little exorcist... It seems she can't escape the fate of being an accomplice to a demoness in this lifetime.

"Long time no see, Zhang Daoling's descendants, little brats." Taiqing raised her hand to stroke the body she was inhabiting, a sinister smile of a thousand-year-old demon appearing on her youthful face. Behind her, thunderclouds surged like ink, and countless ghostly souls wrapped in purple lightning swept out from the giant banner.

Longhu Mountain is in danger!

The old Celestial Master's expression was solemn. A bolt of azure lightning shot from his hand, striking mid-air, but just before reaching Taiqing's body, it instead blasted the library in the west courtyard into a sea of ​​fire. The witch laughed so hard she almost fell over, casually grabbing a bolt of lightning and shaping it into a three-zhang-long lightning whip. Wherever the whip tip swept, black smoke and poisonous curses immediately appeared on the white jade railings.

(End of this chapter)